The lighter the young man's body, the stronger the Buddha's light.

He seemed to have to destroy Ji Liao's incarnation at all costs.

Bai Zixu had just recovered to halfway, but Ji Liao's vortex expanded to sweep him in. Then Bai Zixu finally recovered to a little bit of human form and became fragmented again.

The vortex swept out Bai Zixu's minced meat in a roll.

Bai Zixu reached the platform boundary.

Bai Zixu, who was already rotten on the ground, was very sad. Who did he offend?

Bai Zixu learned his lesson this time. Anyway, I don’t know when the old man will finish fighting with that guy. If he becomes rotten, he will rot into pieces, so as not to be beaten to pieces as soon as he recovers.

Bai Zixu silently said in his heart that I was originally a mess of mud.

With self-comfort, Bai Zi's humble attitude became more and more relaxed. After treating himself as mud, he didn't think it would be embarrassing to be like this now.

But I still like the way Yushu looks like he is in the wind.

A thought arose, and Bai Zixu became melancholy again.

"Old man, come on!" Bai Zixu suddenly shook the void with his spirit and shouted.

Ji Liao glared at him.

Bai Zixu said embarrassedly: "Uncle Grand Master, come on!"

Ji Liao gave this boy a blank look and it turned into a ball of rotten flesh, and it was still so skinny.

The vortex is getting bigger and bigger, which is simply testing Ji Liao's control.

"But this guy probably feels very uncomfortable," Ji Liao said in his heart.

This time, the young man really had the determination to fight to the death. After all, once Ji Liao could not control the projection of the gods and Buddhas in the heavens, everyone would finish playing together.

Ji Liao glanced at the outside world from the corner of his eyes.

The white-clothed swordsman finally lost to the Holy Emperor and was at a disadvantage.

"Help me." A voice sounded in Ji Liao's heart.

The White-clothed Sword Saint?

Ji Liao couldn't help but wonder that this guy would actually ask him for help.

He thought that such sword saints were extremely cold and disdained the help of others. They could die while standing and never live softly.

It is better to be broken than to be broken!

"Uh, you have so many distracting thoughts, how can you practice Taoism?" The white-clothed swordsman's voice sounded.

Ji Liao suddenly felt that this guy was quite cute and more like Wusheng.

No, he was originally a lifeless past life.

"Hey, how do you know what I'm thinking?" Ji Liao thought to himself that he had practiced to this point, except for the Transcendent and Hunyuan Wuji, no one should be able to peek into his heart.

"My sword heart can shine through all things, and now I have the power of sentient beings to bless you, so I will naturally know what you are thinking. After all, you are also sentient beings."

The sword energy of the white-clothed sword saint still fought desperately with the Holy Emperor.

Ji Liao said: "How can I help you?"

"Can you transfer the vortex on your body to her now, so that you can buy me some time and let me use the last sword?" said the White-clothed Sword Saint.

Ji Liao said: "Okay, but I can't promise to help you delay her."

The white-clothed swordsman said: "It's enough in an instant. You can do it, thank you."

Ji Liao complained in his heart whether he was helping Wusheng beat Mu Qing.

Is it that brothers are important or women are important?

The world is a difficult problem.

"Well, Mu Qing is not my woman, and even more so, the Holy Emperor!" Ji Liao felt that he had enough distractions, but it seemed that he had no effect on him.

He didn't know if it was the complete success of the inner demon technique, or because of the experience of the dream land, or because of the demonic disaster at Zifu Peak, Ji Liao actually found that he didn't have to be pure in one's mind.

Even if the tide in his heart is surging, it will not affect his other things, and the effect will never be inferior to his wholehearted efforts.

But his greed, anger and ignorance seem to be heavy recently.

"It's better to help Wusheng!" Ji Liao thought he had made a moving decision.

The White-clothed Sword Saint said helplessly: "Why are you such a person?"

Ji Liao said: "I'm sorry, I'm not a human."

The White Sword Saint...

When the young man saw Ji Liao seemingly distracted, he couldn't help but become more and more angry.

He was furious, grabbed the golden jade book and said, "This is what you forced me."

If you want to realize the supreme wonderful way, you must first be the cow and horse of all living beings!

The Taoist rhyme of eight big characters ripples in my heart.

The young man activated the Taoist intention of the Golden Palace Jade Book, and an inexplicable aura attacked Ji Liao.

Ji Liao took this opportunity to push the vortex out.

The palace originally came from the world and was not affected by the fighting skills of the Saint Emperor and the White-clothed Sword Saint in the outside world. However, after the vortex separated from Ji Liao, a passage was created in the dark, moving the vortex away.

Then hit the Holy Emperor's soul.

The projection of the gods and Buddhas in the heavens was indeed powerful, causing the Holy Emperor's movement to stagnate for an instant. At this moment, an extremely brilliant sword light fell on the body of the Holy Emperor's soul.

The Holy Emperor's soul was deeply damaged.

In an instant, Ji Liao seemed to understand the cause and effect.

It turned out that he saved Wusheng's past life, otherwise Wusheng would have completely died here.

The reason why the Holy Emperor was reincarnated and suffered disasters was also related to the White-clothed Sword Saint.

There are causes and effects!

The past and later generations were actually unified.

He is that line.

The Holy Emperor will not remember what is happening now.

Ji Liao suddenly thought of this question. If he remembered, he would have been beaten to death in the Demon Realm.

Did the Holy Emperor lose this memory?

Ji Liao realized this problem.

He had mixed thoughts and subconsciously wanted to change his body and avoid the young man's final counterattack!

But that inexplicable aura was indescribable, just like the law of cause and effect.

Ji Liao had no choice but to form a Tai Chi.

Tai Chi bounced back some of the inexplicable energy and fell on the young man.

The young man couldn't help but be stunned. He just wanted to destroy Ji Liao into the cycle of reincarnation for all ages.

Now he and Ji Liao have divided the meaning of the Golden Palace and Jade Book, but the result is very unpredictable.

Bai Zixu saw Ji Liao and that guy disappear at the same time.

"Where has the old man been?" Bai Zixu said to himself.

Then he was happy and finally could turn back into a human form.

The ground meat on the platform is glued together again.

Bai Zixu will transform into a human form.

Suddenly a man fell from the sky and hit him.

This man carried an incredible huge force on his body, and once again blasted Bai Zixu into flesh.

"Who am I, where am I?" The platform was smashed out of a deep pit, and a young man in white crawled out of it. He was the sword saint in white crawled out.

His eyes were full of confusion.

The soul of the Holy Emperor flashed away in the distance.

It turned out that her angry blow also damaged the White-clothed Sword Saint.

But the sword saint in white was also very impressive, forcing her to leave immediately to suppress her injuries.

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…

At the middle of the night, an old cow was mooing in the cowshed.

It is hungry and wants to eat grass.

This cow is actually another "Ji Liao", which is to save the Ku Tianzun.

He activated the Golden Palace Jade Book, and after receiving that aura, he was rushed into the cycle of reincarnation and turned into a cow, horse and sentient being.

While hungry, he thought to himself, "I became a cow. I don't know what kind of animal that guy has become, preferably a chicken."

The bull's eyes looked at the chicken pen next door and silently thought to himself that there must be a chicken that was him!

After all, they were both in reincarnation, and the same breath they were exposed should be very close to.

The door of the woodshed opened, and a young man walked out, holding a knife to break the ox.

The scalper said vigilantly: "Don't kill me, I'm not an ordinary cow!"
Chapter completed!